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I can hardly believe it’s been a year since we brought this little guy home from the hospital.  He has grown and changed so much!  He was a chubby, wobbly, helpless little hairy thing who was almost always asleep and now he’s a rambunctious little blur of a boy.  He’s officially a toddler.  Wow, I have a toddler.  It just blows my mind.   Read the rest of this entry »

Summer is definitely coming to a close.  The air is turning crisp, the leaves are beginning to change and we’ve even gotten a rain or two.  Soon there’ll be a calmer pace to our days, but for now the frenzy of summer continues with food preservation and preparing the homestead for the colder days.

I haven’t posted much so I thought I’d give a little recap of what’s been going on in the homestead this summer.

I didn’t think it would be possible, but Hezzy got even cuter.  He learned to sit up, stand, army crawl, loves to practice walking, jump, and can say mama and dada.

We went to the Scandinavian festival in Eugene and to Florence (the coast) in the same day.  It was Hezzy’s second trip to the coast since he was born.  Thankfully, he didn’t get a cold afterwards this time.

We went to the Zimbabwe Festival in town and got to see a lot of hippies in African clothes attempting to dance.  You must go see hippies dancing to African music if you get the chance. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s pretty sad when WordPress no longer remembers who I am.  I actually had to log in again because, apparently, I’ve been gone from blogging a bit too long.  But, here I am.

All is well here at the homestead, although there seems to be so much to do when all you want to do is nothing.  The baby chickens are growing up fast and will soon be laying, although I have my suspicions that two are actually roosters.  If that’s the case, we’ll be having rooster stew soon.   We had a broody a few weeks ago, but it turned out that all her eggs were duds, which we found out about after one made a very stinky mess in the nest.  Just out of curiosity we broke another one and not only did we find out it too was a dud, but it was green and slimy inside, and SUPER smelly.  I’m pretty sure we’re never doing that again!

The apple tree is busy growing little apples and each day the branches bend more and more with the weight of their growing cargo.  I’m looking forward to making some apple butter again this year and some pies.  Our fig trees are growing well, too, and one of them even has several tiny little figs waiting to grow.  I doubt they’ll be at all good, but I’m glad the tree (bush/shrub) is producing well.

We’ve even had a little time to put in a bit of a garden with tomatoes and lettuce, but it’s not doing so well because the chickens keep finding a way to get in and eat it all up.  Relentless little critters.

The Hez is also doing well.  Growing like a little weed, too.  He’s outgrown his infant car seat so we’ve had to get a convertible one.  I’m a little bummed out about that since you can’t take the convertible one with you to the store if he falls asleep in the car.  We’re also just starting him out on solids, although not very consistently.  He’s tried a few veggies and fruits, and some teething biscuits, but he’s not on any kind of regular eating schedule, nor has he tried rice cereal.  Honestly, that just doesn’t sound at all nutritious to me.  I’ve ordered a book called Super Baby Food which contains recipes for making your own cereals from grains, so I’ll give those a try.  It’s a little exciting getting to this phase, but it also means the poopie diapers get stinkier and more solid, so no more just popping them in the washer.  :T  I’m definitely going to get one of those toilet sprayer things soon.  The little dude still doesn’t crawl (thankfully?!) but he’s been attempting to pull himself up to standing from a sitting position, and he loves to walk while I hold his hands.  He’s been standing up on his own while holding on to something, like the edge of his pack ‘n play or the headboard on our bed.  He’s Mr. Chatty (like his dad) and loves to squeal, too.  He’s putting everything in his mouth and reaching for everything, even if it means taking a tumble.  I have to have my eye on him constantly!  He’s also a sweetheart and loves to cuddle.  I can’t wait to see how his personality develops as he grows.  Being a mother is so exciting!

How ’bout some pictures?

Alsea Falls with Andrea and Gabriel, Jodi and Lilly, Me and the Hez (asleep)

From left to right: newborn prefold, what he was wearing not too long ago, what he’s wearing now

Where is the time going?  My baby is growing up so fast.  A friend came over this afternoon to show off his baby girl.  She’s 5 weeks old.  Holding her made me realize just how much my own baby has grown.  She barely weighed anything!  Of course, Hezzy has always been pretty hefty, but it was startling to see so clearly the difference between the two.

Did you know Hezzy can stand up?  Yep, he can hold his own weight for pretty good periods of time and will stand on his own as long as he is clinging to someone’s hands or the sides of his playpen.  He pretends to walk, too.  He puts one foot in front of the other while I hold his hands.  He’s just growing up too fast.

Oh, uh, want to see what I’ve been doing every morning, lately?

Combing out some of these!

Hezzy, 5 days old

DISCLAIMER: These are the events as I remember them, which may or may not be the way things actually went.  I have a terrible memory, you see, and it’s been nearly 5 months since this happened.  Oh also, I was drugged up most of the time. That said, I’m sure this is pretty close to the actual events.  Ok.

To be able to accurately tell the story of Hezzy’s birthday, one must start way before the day he was born.  We must go back to when I was 19 weeks pregnant.  After my check-up with the midwife I knew that I had gestational diabetes.  I put a plan in place to eat right (including my Reliv shakes) which worked well in controlling the disease until the latter part of my pregnancy.

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My son has…

big feet.

(The last photo’s angle makes his feet look freakishly long, but I assure you, while big, his feet are not freakish.)

Dear son,

3 a.m. is not playtime.  It wasn’t yesterday and it wasn’t today.   All you may expect at that time is a half-open eye, milk, your favorite pacifier, or a quiet walk across a dark house.  No matter how flirty your smiles, how loud or sweet your coos, or how plentiful and varied your other powers of persuasion may be, I shall never be fully awake at that time – and neither should you.

Ever your loving,

Mama

PS:  Enclosed please find a sample of what you used to do at 3 a.m.  Let’s go back to that, shall we?

It’s unseasonably early for spring to have arrived in my neighborhood, but I’m not complaining.  It sure is nice to see the daffodils shining in the sunlight and the little purple crocus peeking out from the green grass.  Spring is so nice, isn’t it?  All the pink trees are in bloom, too!   l love it.

This means the Hez and I have been able to take walks around our neighborhood a few times a week, which not only is great exercise but lifts the spirits.

One of our neighbors has this little hut near the edge of their property.

My sister was here at the end of February, visiting us and meeting her nephew.  We were able to go out around the neighborhood a few times and even went to the nearby park on a particularly nice day.

Even on a warm, sunny, winter day my southern california sister is cold.

I hope this weather keeps up around here, since I’m very fond of walking our neighborhood now.  Yesterday, the hubby, the Hez and I went on a walk around the neighborhood and we stopped to talk with at least three of our neighbors/friends, not counting the one we spoke to right before the walk.  It was such a nice day that everyone was out!

Knowing Oregon weather, though, it’s likely that the sun will hide for another couple months before it’s really spring.  There’s always a warm period around this time of year, but since the pretty flowers are out, I’m hoping Spring will stick around.

In the meantime, I’ll be walking with my baby while the sun’s out!  See you around the neighborhood!

How great it is to be a new mommy!

We still have a lot to go, as far as sleeping schedules and my learning to make the best use of my time, but it has been wonderful so far and I keep looking forward to what’s to come.  In the meantime, I’ll sleep when I can and hope I don’t mess up too much as a parent.

Here are some pictures I took recently of me and the boy with the laptop.

I’m crazy in love with this little boy.

PS: If I haven’t been writing lately, it’s because all my brain cells seem to have gone on an extended vacation and I hardly have the mental ability to function on a day-to-day basis.  Someday (maybe soon?) my brain cells will return and I’ll have something more fascinating to share.    :)

John Hezekiah Crall was born January 7th at 6:41 pm via c-section.  He weighed 11 lbs and measured 22″ long.

We finally came home from the hospital the evening of the 10th (Sunday) and I have been slowly recovering from the surgery.  John has been a champion eater and sleeper, giving us a few 4 and 5-hour stretches of sleep at a time already.  He has excellent neck muscles and has been holding his head and upper body up for short periods of time since he was three days old.

I expect to be fully recovered in a few weeks, but for now I spend most of my time sitting in bed nursing our  sweet boy and not doing much of anything else until my incision heals.

Many of our friends have been kind enough to bring meals over to us, and I’ve got to say I’ve never eaten better in my life with such little effort on my part!  It’s something I could get used to, if it weren’t for the fact that I would miss cooking very much.

He is very much admired by his grandmas and will be missed greatly.  My own mother has been calling almost every night since she left.  She calls him her “piojito” and was of great help to me while I was in the hospital.  She held him and rocked him and sang to him while waiting on me hand and foot and helping me get around.  Poor woman didn’t get much sleep, although I tried to let her have as much as she could get.  She’s an amazing mother and I know she will be a wonderful grandma.  My husband’s mother was also here helping out in my house while I was in the hospital.  She cleaned our house to perfection and cooked a couple meals for us to have on hand in case we needed something in a hurry.  What would we do without the grandmothers?!

Though the birth did not go as we had planned, and in fact was quite the opposite of what we wanted in almost every aspect, I saw HaShem’s hand in it all and His plan is always better than our own.  Had we not had the c-section, I’m sure both his life and my own would have been in jeopardy.

All in all, we are very blessed.

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